Brilliantly paced, lit with sparks of danger and underlying menace, these are dazzling, provocative stories about Svengali men, and radical women who outmanoeuvre them, about destructive marriages and curdled friendships, about mothers and sons, ...
about moments which change or haunt a life. Alice Munro takes on complex, even harrowing emotions and events, and renders them into stories that surprise, amaze and shed light on the unpredictable ways we accommodate to what happens in our lives. A wife and mother, whose spirit has been crushed, finds release from her extraordinary pain in the most unlikely place. The young victim of a humiliating seduction (which involves reading Housman in the nude) finds an unusual way to get her own back and move on. An older woman, dying of cancer, weaves a poisonous story to save her life. Other stories uncover the 'deep holes' in marriage and their consequences, the dangerous intimacy of girls and the cruelty of children. The long title story follows Sophia Kovalevsky, a late nineteenth-century Russian emigree and mathematical genius, as she takes a fateful winter journey that begins with a visit to her lover on the Riviera, and ends in Sweden, where she is a professor at the only university willing to hire a woman to teach her subject. Munro's unsettling stories turn lives into art, expand our world and our understanding of the strange workings of the human heart.
Ho comprato questo libro per la curiosità di leggere qualcosa di questa scrittrice canadese vincitrice di un nobel per la letteratura. Purtroppo mi sono trovato davanti ad una raccolta di romanzi piuttosto banali. Non li ho trovati né avvincenti
..." nè "profondi" come contenuti. Un libro letto a fatica..Continua...Nascondi
È il primo libro che leggo di Alice Munro e, nonostante non abbia nulla da ridire sul suo modo di scrivere (lineare e concreto), devo dire che non mi ha lasciato molto.Inizialmente ho creduto che i racconti avrebbero rivelato un filo comune; invece
..."ne; invece no, a parte il ripetersi in ogni capitolo della morte di qualche personaggio.
No, come prima lettura di un premio Nobel mi aspettavo qualcosa in più. Non credo leggerò altro della'autrice. Continua...Nascondi
p.58 It almost seems as if there must be some random and of course unfair thrift in the emotional housekeeping of the world, if the great happiness-however temporary, however flimsy-of one person could come out of the great unhappiness of
p.141 In all my years in town, I encountered on one who was divorced, and so it may be taken for granted that there were other couples living separate lives in one house, other men and women who had accepted the fact that there were differences never to be mended, a word or and act never to be forgiven, a barrier never to be washed away.
p.175 He liked her not knowing. Her ignorance woke a pleasure that melted on his tongue, like a lick of toffee.
p.241 He never raises his head to judge how far he still has to go. If he pretends the incline goes on forever, it'll be a kind of bonus, a surprise to get to the top.
p.283 Life can be perfectly satisfying without major achievements.
One's appreciation of meager comforts, it seems, depends on what misery one has gone through before getting them.
How terrible it is, Sophia thinks. How terrible is the lot of women. And What might this woman say if Sophia told her about the new struggles, women's battle for votes and places at the universities? She might say, But that is not as God wills. And if Sophia urged her to get rid of the God and sharpen her mind, would she not look at her -Sophia-with a certain stubborn pity, and exhaustion, and say, How then, without God, are we to get through this life?Continua...Nascondi
It seems so ridiculous to me, that a person should be expected to lock themselves into a suit of clothes. I mean like the suit of clothes of an engineer or a doctor or a geologist and then the skin grows over it, over the clothes, I mean, and then
... that person can't ever get them off. When we are given a chance to explore the whole world of inner and outer reality and to live in a way that takes in the spiritual and the physical and the whole range of the beautiful and the terrible available to mankind, that is pain as well as joy and turmoil.Continua...Nascondi